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urge to grab the little old lady by the daintily tied bow at her neck, he spelled Caroline’s name.

      “She’s on the fourth floor. Room 482.”

      Max was running for the elevator before the lady ever finished talking. After stepping into the first one available, he jammed the close door button after punching the number four.

      He’d find Caroline—and this time she wasn’t going to get away. Not until he had an explanation.

      As soon as he got out of the elevator, he halted a nurse pushing a trolly of trays.

      “Which way to 482?” he demanded.

      “Just down the hall, sir.”

      With a hurried thank-you, he followed her direction and spotted the room up ahead of him. He pushed past a small group of people and reached the door.

      “Just one minute!”

      He looked over his shoulder to see a large man in both height and girth staring at him. “Yes?”

      “Where are you going?”

      “What business is it of yours?” he demanded.

      “That’s my daughter’s room.”

      Max checked to see if he had the right room number. He did. “The desk said this was Caroline Adkins’s room. I think you’ve made a mistake.” He was sure Caroline didn’t have anyone close by, much less a mob of people.

      “I don’t make mistakes!”

      Max shrugged his shoulders and pushed open the door.

      The man grabbed his arm before he could take more than a step into the room. “Who are you and why are you visiting my daughter? Are you the one who hit her?”

      “I’m not visiting your daughter. I’m visiting Caroline Adkins,” Max explained impatiently. “If this isn’t her room—”

      “Why would we come here if it’s not Caroline’s room?” Amelia asked plaintively.

      “Sir, I think you’re making a mistake,” a younger man in an elegant business suit said, and Max glared at him. The young lady in the group began complaining about feeling faint. A man quickly supported her, and Max turned back toward the room only to find himself confronted by a man in a white coat.

      “What is going on here?” he asked with quiet authority.

      “I’m here to visit Caroline Adkins,” Max explained.

      Immediately behind him, several voices both protested his visit and demanded information about Caroline. What was wrong with these people? Max couldn’t figure out why they were there. As far as he knew, Caroline had just moved to the area and had no one nearby.

      “Quiet,” the doctor commanded. The one word quelled even the older man who’d been protesting his presence, Max noted.

      “You may all see Caroline, but she has a headache. Please keep quiet and don’t ask her any questions.”

      Max frowned. He could wait for his questions to be answered, as long as he didn’t lose her again. He couldn’t lose her again.

      THE SUDDEN NOISE at the door of her room had increased the pain in her head. The nurse touched her shoulder and smiled, silently encouraging her to relax.

      Oh, sure. It was easy for the nurse. She hadn’t lost her memory. She knew her name. And if she forgot, it was right there on her name tag.

      The doctor had told her her name was Caroline. But there was no sense of recognition, no satisfaction. Just confusion. And, as much as she fought it, panic.

      All she knew was what she’d been told since she’d awakened in the hospital. There’d been a wreck, a hit and run, and she’d smacked her head on the windshield even though she’d worn her seat belt. Her purse had been beside her, giving the doctor her name. He said he’d called her family.

      If her family was making all the noise, she wasn’t sure she wanted to see them. At least not yet.

      Suddenly her bed was surrounded by people.

      People.

      But no one she knew.

      She hadn’t realized how much she’d hoped she would recognize her family when they arrived until that moment. You’d think she could at least recall her parents. Even though she could identify the two likeliest suspects by their age, her mouth went dry at the blankness that filled her.

      Her gaze shifted to the first one who’d entered, seeking a distraction. He was somehow different from the rest of them. Rugged. And very attractive. I don’t know who I am, but at least I know what I like.

      She hurriedly looked away as a horrible thought struck her.

      What if he was her brother?

      The older man stepped forward and picked up her hand.

      “Caroline, are you okay?”

      She said faintly, “Yes, I’m fine.”

      As if he didn’t believe her, he looked at the doctor.

      “Are you Mr. Adkins?” the doctor asked. “Yes.”

      “I’m Dr. Johansen. Your daughter is in good condition, considering the accident.”

      “Fine, fine. When can I take her home?”

      She couldn’t help the panicked gaze she sent to the doctor. These people were all strangers. She didn’t want to go with them.

      Before the doctor could answer, the older lady pushed through the crowd to the side of the bed. “You’re fine, aren’t you, Caroline? I know you wouldn’t have asked me to leave my meeting. I told your father that, and Agnes agreed.”

      The younger woman groaned. “Mother, do you have to repeat everything Agnes says? Besides, I’m the one who shouldn’t have come. After all, I’m expecting.”

      Caroline frowned. The young lady announced her condition as if she were the first pregnant woman in the world. As her lips quirked slightly, Caroline discovered something new about herself. She had a sense of humor. Thank goodness. I’d hate to live with these people and not know how to laugh.

      She looked at the four men who hadn’t spoken. Three of them were in expensive business suits. The other man, the one who’d first caught her attention, was dressed in jeans and a short sleeved shirt. He was slightly taller than the others, and his muscled figure was bronzed from the sun.

      He opened his mouth, as if to speak, when the doctor said, “I understand how much you’d like to take her home at once, but, in her condition, I think we should keep her overnight for observation.”

      “I thought you said she was okay,” the man in blue jeans snapped. Caroline liked the anxious look he sent the doctor.

      “She is. But with the baby—”

      “Oh, that’s all right. I don’t live at home anymore. She won’t bother me,” the young woman told the doctor with a superior air. “My husband and I have our own home, quite lovely, just a few blocks away from Daddy.”

      Dr. Johansen looked nonplussed, the first time he’d been stumped since Caroline met him after she’d awakened. Finally he said, “I think you misunderstood me. I wasn’t referring to your baby, young lady, but Caroline’s. She’s pregnant.”

      In the silence that followed his explanation, Caroline moved her hand to her stomach, unable to believe the doctor’s words. Pregnant? She couldn’t be. Could she? Oh, dear, what had she gotten herself into?

      And with whom?

      A look at the shocked faces around her told her that no one else had known.

      Then the young woman whimpered. “I should’ve known. I should’ve known you’d go out and get pregnant just to spite me. You always

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